Author: Poetically Correct

We Are Traveling like the kings of old, Enjoying the drums deep beat. Sitting on ancient thrones, With sandals about our feet. Building pyramids of stone, With perfect calculations. Standing at the center of the world, As its first great nation. Having elaborate temples of worship, In search of a better tomorrow. We remain a spiritual people, In our quest to avoid further sorrows. In our journeys we travel in style, About horses and chariots adorned in gold. We have only offered the world peace, Yet from us freedom was stole.